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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:42 pm
She is notorious, a girl who can't get through the day without a sip of alcohol or three. She flirts outrageously, with any other girl who gets within earshot of her. When she goes to a party, she always leaves with a girl at the end of the night. This life was chosen; this life was accepted.
She is the new girl, a quiet and studious girl, one who has never doubted her heterosexuality. She has had boyfriends before, and never any feelings towards another woman. But then she meets her, and the good girl has a slew of new feelings. Confusing feelings. Feelings never before experienced for another girl. Feelings she struggles to understand, while she continues on the course that she began long ago.
What will happen between the two? Will they find love, or implode?
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:48 pm
Rules:
i. Get your profile in fast, because no reservations.
ii. LESBIANS. This RP is full of them. Don't like, leave nao plz.
iii. PM me profiles as "Tricks"
iv. Wil Wheaton says don't be a d**k.
v. Et cetera.
vi. MOAR LESBIAN.
vii. No cyber plz. Save that for the naughty website forums, which are not here, nor anywhere near here.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:56 pm
[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Bio:[/b]
[b]Theme Song:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b]
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:03 pm
The Party GirlUsername: Asplosionator Name: Kyra Lee Ball Age: 17 Personality: In her own words, "a force of nature to be reckoned with." She's wild, prone to insane mood swings, and prone to self-medication. She's addicted to sex and alcohol as well, although she won't admit to the latter. Bio: Her mother became addicted to crank when Kyra was just three, and soon she was living with her aunt, but later her mother got custody of Kyra again, which is where she gets most of her alcohol. She became notoriously slutty very early, when she was just thirteen and let five high-school girls have their way with her. This early exposure, and her own addictive nature, paved the way to a serious problem: She hooks up with any girl that offers, immediately, no questions asked. Theme Song: "Bad Influence" - P!nk Appearance:  Other: She has many tattoos that aren't immediately visible: A dragon, on her right breast, a dagger on her right thigh, and a Latin phrase scrawled on one of her shoulders. The Quiet Girl Username: T a l e s O f M i s e r y Name: Nanase Rachell Vykters Age: Eighteen Personality: Though she comes off shy, that is by no means the case. Nanase has a tendency to keep to herself and when conversed with, is soft spoken and a bit distanced. She tends to stick to her studies because she has big plans and thinks highly of her goals. She is a curious person by nature and has lots of questions about everything, she loves knowledge. Calm and collected, Nanase is hardly ever caught of guard or unsure of anything. Bio: Raised in an average higher classed family, Nanase grew up being well loved and cared for. She and her siblings all get along, the whole family has always been very open and able to talk about anything. The only thing that could be seen as 'wrong' with Nanase is her slips of bulimia, but of course her parents trust her completely and offered her all the help they could afford. Theme Song: Bulimiarexia by Eths Appearance:  Other: Her bulimia nervosa stems from a need to be utterly 'perfect', to control every aspect of her life and be 'normal'.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:12 pm
Dude. Kyra was way drunk. "Dude," she whispered to her best friend, "I'm so drunk right now." All she got in response was an eye-roll, but she didn't care. Because she was drunk, with a major capital D. And she was also in bio, which was why her friend clamped her hand over Kyra's mouth. She just smiled and started kissing the girl's palm, and then she leaned over to kiss her friend's cheek sloppily. When she was pushed away, she just giggled softly and slumped down, putting her face in her arms. So. Freaking. Drunk.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 5:04 pm
Sitting one row back and the desk to the left, a pretty blond watched from the corner of her eye. Giving her head a little shake, Nanase pulled her notebook closer towards herself and wrote down her name. She'd been at the school for only a short time, and still found herself uncomfortable with being there. Chewing the inside of her lip, Nanase studied the blank lines upon the paper before her and listened to the teacher speak.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 5:22 pm
Eventually, the bell rang and Kyra managed to get to her feet, although she stumbled a bit. Then she caught sight of the new girl. The pretty new girl. Kyra managed to get to her and threw her arms around the new girl, kissing her. Then Kyra felt herself getting tugged away and she whined softly. "Call me," she requested, slurring a bit (lot). Her friend wrote a phone number and stuffed it in the new girl's hand before dragging Kyra away. Kyra made it to her next class without incident, but she passed out as soon as she was sitting down. Someone would wake her when the bell rang, she knew.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 11:29 pm
Nanase had just slipped the strap of her bag onto her shoulder and turned to head towards the door when lips crashed into hers. Freezing, she stared wide eyed at Kyra, to stunned to say anything. By time she'd gathered her composure, the other female was gone. Fingers closed around a slip of paper, Nanase blushed deep red as she heard whistles and 'oooooh's from the other student. She dashed out the door and into the girls bathroom. Butterflies had erupted in her stomach and Nanase wasn't sure if it was embarrassment or something more. Shaking her head, she combed her fingers through her long blond hair and gave her reflection a shaky smile. "Embarrassment. Disgust. Irritation." She nodded and then left the latrine. Nanase took a long, slow breath as she entered her next class and sat carefully in her assigned seat. 'I'll just ignore it, nothing really happened. She was clearly drunk off her a**.' That in mind, Nanase turned her attention to that classes lesson.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 11:51 pm
After a while, Kyra woke on her own a bit more sober, and immediately spotted the new girl. She raised her hand and got excused to go to the bathroom. Kyra got someone else to write the note for her and dropped it off all stealth-like as she passed New Girl. The note said, We gotta talk. Wait 5 minutes and then ask to see the nurse so you can join me. Even if New Girl didn't follow Kyra, she needed a place to quietly sober up a little more. She went into the restrooms, immediately leaning against the sinks.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 12:13 am
Nanase watched her walk by on her way out. She couldn't help it, Kyra had a reputation that preceded her, and Nanase was curious as to how the female did it, why she did it. She soon received the note and, after reading the scrawled words, felt her face heating again. This time due to confrontation that would soon arise. Surely Kyra just wanted to apologize for the kiss and explain that she was drunk and didn't realize what she was doing. And Nanase didn't want to even think about it. The five minutes passed by and Nanase remained in her seat. Ten minutes. After twelve minutes, she stood and walked to the teachers desk and asked to be excused to the nurse. Pass in hand, she left feeling in control of the situation.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 7:47 am
Feeling her buzz fading, Kyra took a sip of vodka, then giggled slightly. Then New Girl came in and Kyra slid her arms around her, pulling her farther into the bathroom. "Hey, you," she slurred quietly, grinning in a flirtatious way. She kissed New Girl clumsily again, and then asked, "Hey... what's your name?" Kyra knew she'd been told. She just couldn't remember it. Not that it mattered, really... all that mattered was that New Girl's lips tasted really, really good. She started fumbling with her pants. "We can have sex, but we have to do it, like, really fast 'cause I got a test next period and I don't wanna miss it." Not that she even remembered what her next class was. That was why she liked being drunk.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 3:46 pm
"Nanase," She said as she grabbed Kyra's hands to still them. "We can't have sex, it doesn't work that way." Stepping back from the other female, Nanase lifted a hand to her face and tapped her lips in thought, "You can't go around just kissing ransom people, you know that, don't you?" Blush leaving her cheeks, she scratched the back of her neck nervously.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:13 pm
Giggling, Kyra threw her arms around Nanase again. "s**t, I go around kissing whoever I damn well feel like!" She giggled some more and started to kiss Nanase's neck. "Mm, you smell good..." Kyra's hands went for Nanase's waist, intending to take off her pants. Then she paused and remembered her manners, pulling out her little flask. "Vodka?" she offered, taking on an exaggerated Russian accent. "It is very good." Then she degenerated into drunken giggles again, finding herself to be quite hilarious.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:24 pm
She wrinkled her nose, "I wish I could say the same about you." The sent of alcohol was strong in her nose. She'd never been one to drink, not ever sips of her parents at family gatherings, so she didn't know how good it felt, how warm it made your belly. "No thank you," Nanase murmured. She cracked a smile at Kyra when she burst into giggles, and Nanase couldn't help but notice how beautiful the other girl was when she smiled. Even if she couldn't walk a straight line at the moment. "Should you go home and rest? Are you going to be alright to finish out the school day?" Nanase sounded as if she was speaking just above a whisper, but that is just how loud her voice was when she was in an uncomfortable or unusual situation. Her eyes shifted around the bathroom, as if looking for an escape.
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